Page 124 of His Sunshine Baby

“For witches, the world is divided into three elements: Water, Earth, Fire, and all of that is in a cycle.”

“What about wind?”

“Different element, not for witches,” Sylviana simply answered. “Anyway, a witch gets her element from birth to death, we don’t change. I was born under the Earth element, and I’m able to learn and grow my powers within that element.”

“Okay, but… I mean, why Silver City? It’s packed with werewolves! And are you alone?” I ask

“I am alone now. Though it wasn’t always the case… You werewolves think you were here long before us, but it’s the other way around. Witches lived among the humans in Silver City, and probably in any other city, long before the wolves came to settle in cities. We just didn’t make ourselves known. I’m the only one left, though.”

I take a deep breath in.

Moon Goddess, that’s a lot to take in. It’s like a whole new world just exploded in front of me. As a werewolf, I always knew about witches and that they existed somehow. As pups, we were always told stories about the bad witches who come and take the bad pups away, but I never thought I would meet one in real life!

I still think it’s hard to believe a witch has been freely living in Silver City all this time. Half the population here iswerewolf, and witches are our natural predators. It’s all about the food chain, or its supernatural equivalent, the one we heard about from our parents. Werewolves chase vampires. Vampires feed on humans. Humans hunt witches. And witches attack werewolves. Sure, it has evolved a lot since then, but…

“So, you don’t use werewolves for secret potions and stuff like that?”

Yeah, I know how stupid and childish that sounds. No need to give me that look, Danny. To my relief however, Sylviana takes my question very seriously.

“No, I’m not a witch who does that, to anyone. I tend to like werewolves and live in peace with them. It’s true that some witches use werewolves for bad things, though.”

Great, I’m not sure I was ready to hear that, but whatever. It’s not like we have other witches waiting around in gingerbread houses anyway. I sigh and grab my cup of lemon tea to try and calm myself down. That’s a lot of emotions for today.

I look at my uncle, lying on the floor, and point at him with my index finger.

“Should I be worried about that?”

“Oh, it’s not like I can do that to anyone. It only works on weak minds, whether it’s humans or werewolves. You do not have a weak mind,” she says with a big smile, “but don’t worry, he won’t remember what happened when he wakes up.”

“When will he wake up?”

“Hmm... In an hour or so?”

I sigh. Well, frankly I’m not too sorry for him, and at least I get an extra hour of peace. For now, I turn to Danny, who looks half worried and half sorry.

“Are you mad?”

“I’m not sure,” I answer. “Sylviana asked you to not say anything, right?”

“Well, it took me a while to figure it out and a bit more to confirm, and you kind of already had a lot going on, babe.”

“You’re not wrong, but… Oh, well, fine, I get it. You had reasons. Now, why are you guys telling me all this now?”

Daniel turned to Sylviana.

“Can you tell her?”

Sylviana sighed, and after a while, spoke in a very calm voice.

“Daniel knows I have another power. Like most witches, I’m a seer.”

“You can see the future?”

“The future, the past, the present. I get a glimpse of each if I focus on something. It’s like looking into a very, very large and complex picture looking for a grain of sand. I need to know what I’m looking for exactly.”

I exchange a look with Daniel and understand. Sylviana could know more about my past, about my family! I turn to her.

“How does it work?”

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